Have you ever felt like there was something you were meant to do, even if other people would think it was crazy? For some of us, that could mean marrying the man that we did! With all kidding aside, for many years now I have thought about becoming a surrogate mother. Though it is something I have thought about it I have never really acted upon it before. Recently, the urge to become a surrogate, to carry a child for a couple who is unable is a strong desire of my heart.
I have begun researching agencies despite my husband’s reservations. Yes, he is quite reluctant to “give me away” for ten months. He feels that it is crazy to consider carrying someone else’s child when we are not quite done with our own family. He thinks it’s irrational to not worry about the risks and potential complications. After all, as with any pregnancy things could happen. I could lose a tube. I could lose a uterus. I could even die. Where will that put my own two children?
Of course, if you worry about every little thing you will never make a single move out of your comfort zone. It is so much nicer in there, where you feel comfortable and safe, isn’t it? Plenty of us would never move beyond it if we didn’t have to. I used to be one of those people.
But you know what? I am tired of being safe, I am tired of being afraid and weighing every decision by pros and cons. Have you ever felt like you were just meant to do something for someone else? That is how I feel. For those of you who have read my previous posts, you may recall that I struggled with getting pregnant with my first daughter. I know very well the pain and fear that go along with infertility. I feel like there is a couple out there that I am meant to help, and if so, I want to do what I can.
I am still in the research phase at the moment, but I will update you all on my journey.